Goodbye, Sank Jay, I hardly knew you
Can’t wait to unwrap it. Can’t wait to break it. Can’t wait to fix it.
Management chucks away the carrot, reaches for the stick
The very next day, you gave it away…
Beyond the gates of Hell lies… the Customer Returns desk
Teleworking + Less makeup = can you feel the sun?
Steady now, don’t let the blood rush to your er, head
My fabric conditioner has a bottle-half-empty kind of attitude too
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Autosave is for wimps